the roots of a wallflower

"Here is a baby with eyes of blue, straight from heaven, right to you. Or - straight from heaven up above, here is a baby for you to love".

“I love us, how we can sit down and think.
I love us, how we can go read books.
I love us, how we can be drunk.
I love us, how we can be high.
I love us, how we can drive with no direction.
I love we are who we are and don’t let anyone, anything, or any obligations get in the way.”

Love, him

Go ahead, keep taking my breath away. I don’t mind one bit.